Cultivation Chat Group

2301 Senior White Two, Help Me

With this thought in mind, Gao Moumou calmly closed the chat software and went back to focusing on his writing.

On the other side, Song Shuhang’s lips curled into a sly smile. “Excellent~ One down.”

He then proceeded to log into the accounts of ‘Eastern Moonlit Night’ and ‘True Monarch Red Plum.’

The success with Gao Moumou signaled the effectiveness of his illusions.

Though it was a basic ‘covert induction’ illusion technique, the addition of the Mirage Dragon’s nascent soul made the illusion even more potent than Song Shuhang had anticipated.

Once he had added his three roommates to the group, Senior Yellow Mountain’s puppet was about to arrive.

By that time, he would activate these puppets one by one and place them in Senior Medicine Master’s small building. Then, he would remotely control these puppets and gently guide his friend down the path of cultivation.

If needed, he could dispatch the virtuous lamia, Fairy Creation, Lady Onion, and others to play the roles in the group. It would be similar to how Soft Feather, Sixteen, and Senior Medicine Master had guided him into the world of cultivation.

His current capabilities had their limits. This was the most he could do for his roommates at the moment. In the future, as his abilities grew stronger… perhaps he could do even more.

Song Shuhang executed his plan once again.

He used his illusions to discreetly add them to the groups. Dongfang Yue Ye’s account was used to add Tubo, while True Monarch Red Plum’s account was used to add Yangde. Success followed.

“Shuhang,” Tubo suddenly raised his head and inquired, “Do you believe there are martial arts masters in this world?”

“There has to be.” Song Shuhang nodded thoughtfully. “Personally, I’m pretty sure there are genuine martial arts in this world.”

The effectiveness of the ‘covert induction’ illusion was so strong that Tubo was already pondering the topic of ‘martial arts masters’ so quickly.

“Hmm, is that why you taught Ji Shuangxue’s father ‘The Times are Calling’?” Yangde suddenly raised his head, pushed up his glasses, and grinned.

Song Shuhang was left momentarily speechless.

“Later, I heard Zhuge Yue mention that Ji Shuangxue’s father practices ‘The Times are Calling’ every day. During the summer vacation, he even bought a house in Wenzhou and moved near your place,” Gao Moumou casually remarked without looking up from his work.

As the conversation shifted towards Zhuge Yue, Ji Shuangxue, and her father Joseph, Gao Moumou felt like the sealed memories in his mind were becoming clearer.

Song Shuhang gave a dry laugh.

Just as they were chatting, Song Shuhang’s phone rang.

It was an unknown number from the Jiangnan area.

“Is this the delivery?” Song Shuhang answered while acknowledging Senior Yellow Mountain’s efficiency.

“Hello, is this Student Shuhang?” a woman’s voice came from the phone.

“It’s me. Who’s calling?” Song Shuhang asked politely. It seemed unlikely to be a female courier. The probability of female couriers was relatively low these days.

“I am Ji Shuangxue. Do you still remember me?” the woman replied.

Song Shuhang raised his head and glanced at the sky. It was quite a coincidence; they had just been talking about her.

“Yes, Shuangxue. How can I assist you?” Gao Moumou, Tubo, and Yangde stopped what they were doing, eagerly listening.

As they had just discussed Ji Shuangxue, she had immediately called Song Shuhang. It was quite a coincidence. So, why did she call?

“Student Shuhang… Do you believe there are martial arts in this world?” Ji Shuangxue asked nervously while explaining her recent experiences.

Song Shuhang replied, “I do. I think there are genuine martial arts in this world.”

Opposite him, Ji Shuangxue fell silent. Her father’s dedication to ‘The Times are Calling’ was on her mind.

“Thank you,” Ji Shuangxue finally said. “I feel better after hearing your answer. Goodbye, Shuhang.”

After ending the call, Song Shuhang was puzzled. Had his words been particularly wise, or did his voice have a calming effect?

When he saw Song Shuhang end the call, Gao Moumou asked, “Did she scold you?”

“No, not at all,” Song Shuhang replied, shaking his head.

“Her temperament is really good. If it were me, I’d probably secretly beat you up,” Tubo sighed.

Tubo’s attack power wouldn’t even break Song Shuhang’s defenses, even if he tried.

“Why is it that when I mentioned about beating him up, he smiled with such a gentle expression?” Tubo wondered.

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Afternoon classes began.

Song Shuhang and his three roommates chose seats by the window on the left side of the classroom. It offered better lighting and occasional views.

During the more important afternoon class, they paid closer attention. Song Shuhang used his illusion to conceal himself while continuing to multitask. He created chat records for Gao Moumou, Tubo, and Yangde based on the conversations in the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

Back when he had first joined the group, he had spent his days observing the seniors discussing their cultivation experiences, secret realms, and pill refinement.

He used these chat records as a foundation and made modifications as needed.

Tired from her stroll, Lady Onion found Song Shuhang’s position and quietly returned, jumping into his pocket.

[Feeling tired?] Song Shuhang asked telepathically.

[Yes.] Lady Onion replied softly.

Additionally, she was too embarrassed to mention something. While she was strolling around, she suddenly felt a little flustered. Out of instinct, she quickly found Song Shuhang’s location.

Subconsciously, Song Shuhang’s position was a safe place for her.

Song Shuhang gently patted Lady Onion and closed his book, “Basic Ancient Language.”

Suddenly, a series of glass shattering sounds echoed from the left side of the classroom.

“He’s here!” Monster hunter Zhang Xiaofan stood up abruptly.

Song Shuhang glanced at the shattered glass and swept his spiritual energy over it. The shattered glass near him moved away.

Upon seeing this, Song Shuhang quickly contacted Senior White Two.

Senior White Two was speechless.

After sighing, he replied, “What disaster did you encounter this time?”

He had only left for a short while.

“Senior White, I heard that you have a magical technique that can instantly restore glass?” Song Shuhang asked. He remembered that the hamster had mentioned this before.

Senior White Two was silent.